Stay Home Daddy: I Was Reborn After My Daughter Passed Away
Chapter 447: Four hundred forty-seven Private Coach_1

Chapter 447: Four hundred forty-seven Private Coach_1

By the time he returned, it was already two hours later.

He seemed to have hurried back with utmost urgency.

Upon his return, he handed Mr. Gu a small black box.

"Mr. Gu, this is the last Gold Card we have in our bank, and it has a very memorable series of numbers—a leopard sequence."

"Mr. Gu, this is your contract, please review it."

He said this to Mr. Gu.

Mr. Gu could tell that it seemed to have taken a lot of effort to secure this Gold Card.

Mr. Gu opened the box and examined the Gold Card.

Indeed, starting from the sixth digit, they were all zeroes.

"You’ve worked hard," Mr. Gu said to him.

No matter what, Wei Dalong’s attitude was something that Mr. Gu found quite comforting.

At the very least, it would provide Mr. Gu with a very good experience of communication.

Afterward, Mr. Gu picked up the contract for a look.

It was a contract for a demand wealth management deposit; all the balances in the card would be automatically converted into demand wealth management.

This type of demand wealth management wasn’t the kind where one could withdraw money at a moment’s notice years later.

It followed a T+1 rule for demand wealth management.

In other words, the deposited money would start accruing interest the day after it was deposited.

If one wished to withdraw it, one had to apply for it the same day, and it would only be available the next day.

Mr. Gu was quite familiar with the rules of this type of demand wealth management.

But the interest rate of 1.11% was enough to make Mr. Gu overlook its disadvantages.

After signing the contract, now only one last thing remained, and that was to deposit money directly into this card.

Right now, Mr. Gu definitely did not have time; he would at least have to wait until after the evening.

Throughout the day, Wei Dalong waited there.

Or it could be said that he was a smart man; while waiting, he did order coffee but he chose to stand up and offer his seat to other diners.

This was a very clever plan, something an average person might not think of.

Impressed by this act, Mr. Gu saw Wei Dalong in a new light.

Such a clever person would thrive wherever he went.

After closing time in the evening, another beautiful day came to an end.

Mr. Gu bought a safe underneath the bar.

The money he earned every day, he would just throw it into the safe.

Taking Wei Dalong with him to the outside,

they went to the car where Mr. Gu opened the trunk.

Inside the trunk were stacks of hundred-yuan bills!

When Wei Dalong saw these bills, he was astonished.

It was his first time seeing money stowed so casually, as if there was no fear of it being stolen at all.

Mr. Gu quickly counted and remembered there had been three hundred thousand in the trunk before, but it turned out to not just be three hundred thousand—there was actually three hundred and fifty thousand.

No matter the amount, Mr. Gu handed it all over to Wei Dalong.

Carrying the weighty sum of money, Wei Dalong was also very excited inside.

This was the biggest single transaction he had handled that month.

If Mr. Gu had chosen fixed wealth management products instead of the demand finance, it would have been an even greater joy for him.

But he also understood the saying, "don’t bite off more than you can chew."

Mr. Gu truly had no intention to opt for fixed-term wealth management or large denomination CDs.

That he could make Mr. Gu agree to a demand wealth management transaction was already quite an achievement.

"Thank you, Mr. Gu, for your trust. I will certainly not let you down," he said to Mr. Gu.

Mr. Gu returned home with Tangtang.

After getting home, Mr. Gu kept the bank card at the house.

He didn’t plan to spend this money himself, but intended to save it for buying stocks in the future.

He had already decided to invest in liquor stocks.

Once he purchased the stock, Mr. Gu would not bother with it anymore.

When Tangtang grew up, she would be able to cash in the stocks.

By that time, the money earned would be sufficient for her to cope with inflation as an adult.

Mr. Gu did not know what unexpected events life might bring, but he knew he could not be by Tangtang’s side forever.

Perhaps his life could be cut short tomorrow, and then what would Tangtang do without him?

Mr. Gu felt compelled to pave the way for Tangtang in advance, to ensure she could easily adapt to society’s environment.

Everything he did was for the sake of his child.

In the evening, Ji Pianran also returned from outside.

She even brought home a lot of groceries.

While Tangtang was sleeping, Ji Pianran took the initiative to start a conversation with Mr. Gu.

"I asked many people today and learned about this kindergarten from them.

In Chuan City, there’s a Tianchen Kindergarten that many wealthy people send their children to; it has many foreign teachers, all professional teachers from abroad.

I think if we send our child there, it should be possible,"

she said to Mr. Gu.

When he heard the words "foreign teachers," Mr. Gu couldn’t help but recall the foreign teachers of several years later.

Back then, it was quite chaotic; any foreigner could claim to be a foreign teacher.

Of course, it was not yet that bad at the present.

Because the country was not yet so wealthy, those folks had not yet entered the domestic market.

"Shall I go take a look tomorrow?" Mr. Gu asked.

"No need, I’ll go. The café is so busy, just take care of that,"

she told Mr. Gu.

She understood Mr. Gu’s work very well and knew he was swamped every day.

So, she actively offered to take some of the pressure off him.

Mr. Gu was moved that Ji Pianran could understand his work, something that most people probably couldn’t.

The life of the couple had always been harmonious, which was very rare.

One evening, before they went to sleep.

Mr. Gu was still contemplating Tangtang’s future.

As Tangtang grew older, there would likely be even more issues to deal with.

Mr. Gu also knew that the money he was currently earning wasn’t considered a lot.

Ten thousand a day, 3.65 million a year.

It would take ten years to reach 36.5 million.

A good apartment in the future could cost over twenty thousand per square meter.

Those millions would hardly count for anything.

Therefore, for the sake of Tangtang’s future, he had no choice but to look into more ways to make money.

Perhaps it was time to explore other business opportunities.

He desired to run the café like his Qiwei Vegetarian, where he could be a hands-off owner.

The next morning, Mr. Gu still took Tangtang with him to the café.

Today, a recruitment advertisement was posted at the entrance of the café—he was looking to hire two more waitstaff.

The workload at the café was clearly excessive; Jia Xiaoyi and the other two were not only barely keeping up, they were all exhausted and panting.

This could not continue; it would inevitably lead to health issues for them.